Shatter Me

Another casualty of love lost, true, innocent, passion without the chains of fear. Hope is the only thing you can hold, even though it's edges are sharp. It's a riddle we all wish to solve.

You're shattered pieces
sharp though they could be
Only cut us when we run

Quickly taking for safety
This sand transformed
Now cutting apart our bond

I will search always
Always thought the night
For a reflection shining

These edges your fear so
Are my memory of you
How I saw from a vision

I was blessed to see you
In your age the lovely stays
It leaves no longer, never

I am dark as I search nightly
I will not let go fearing cuts
You once called me lovely

The cuts on our hands
Our hands healed together
For a dream over the sea

Our ship prepared for then
The journey would be real
On rough waves in storms

Hold on sweetly Willow tree
Brush your tears off the bow
Brush into this salty sea

Hold on to these wounds
Blood in time heals
Your hand and mine

No matter what shatters
I am not afraid of the edge
But waiting for you I will

Remember the fire in stone
Set light in the ark of old
How your finger was bound

Remember-

We were one in summer
Forged in true flames
And sharpened like swords

Look at the surface and see
Reflections of a beauty
Covered in crimson leaves

Your hair in the mirror
As your stars' lashes readied
Framed in red remember?

Now our hands cut open
As both of us shatter
It makes us one our wounds

They heal together forever
Until we are the sword
Held above our heads

It cut like it was meant to
It was the truth echoing
Of the future arrival unseen

We must cross this sea now

Take my hand-

Mixed together in opens wounds
As we held the sharpness of truth
That this word cuts and divides

I would rather be cut to shreds
Than live the way of lies
As if love has not scars

Love the battlefield on your breast
The painted words so clear to us
Engaging in a bloody fight

Blood covers and cures
The shattered image we were
Together bloody hands heal

Together in time our hands reach
For prices of the image of youth
Sacrificed behind the curtain of vows

We stood in our quiet a moment
We breathed in each other
Our sudden lightning was striking

We melted together under the lamps
Our canopy bed made lovely
With petals matching our blood

Our hands are holding as one
Wounds given in the wars of youth
Our scars would heal as one

Our hands fixed together
As the night near emerald waves
So stunned by your face and heart

I blamed the light dancing along
Glowing inside its salty spray
I blamed the moon as I was blushing

I saw your face and crumbled
My lumpy throat could not say
Your eyes the beauty that stunned

I struggle for words now
Hoping for the answers in time
As wounds mean nothing alone

Alone with no Willow
The wounds bleeding always
And lightning will burn my flesh

Let your pieces shatter what's left
The ribbons of skin on my palms
I would rather drown in the sea

Drown in the sea as you wish
I would rather catch fire in the light
Striking down on top of my branches

Let it strike swiftly and I know
At least the drowning image
I have will be your eyes shine

As they shined when we sang
And across from you I sat
I loved you desperately and madly

Set my heart aflame in your eyes
They sparkle in my dreams
My Willow sweet wild heart

Under your branches I gather
The pieces of your mirror
A treasure that held your face

Each piece so precious and I ask
If each can show me your curls
Each piece everyday

I break the pieces as they shrink
So I will see your hair as your brush
I cut again longing for your youth

Willow my tree, dear wife of my youth
I would carry your love a new
If I could take by the wounds

And you would sway next to me
Your grumpy old tree once more
If you would take my bloody palm

I would dance into your heart
Possess it with grace, and truth
As in my dreams we do

Simply truly our river does flow
Peace by its shores and cabin made
A bed of sweet petals for you alone

Wisdom longs for you
Smells your flowers in the wind
They blow across his top at night
He whispers your song in memory
Counting the shattered and torn skin
Of each day you have been away from him
Knowing he held you once and your eyes his

Keeps his roots fed in winter
And the thought of your gentle heart
Your sweet skin and its pearls
Keeps the pain of bleeding wounds
A most wonderful mystery

I am the shore for named
For your love to claim
Please drift only a while

You are the drifter longing
For the lines written upon
Saying welcome dear soul

Young soul your reflection
Shown on the same glass
Our sands were melted into

To hold your youth deep
As your drift until the day
Your heart has healed true

My shore is your home
As waves do roll t night
While I search for you

The roll with my chest
Come dear in waves now
I will drift to you shaking

Come Willow and search
For my face lovely at night
While moon shines for us

I dark in the shadows
Your eyes the lamps hung
From the posts of our castle

It's in my heart you drifter
I will not keep it hid
The pieces I firmly grip

Of who you are
And who I am
There is no between

-Time of our song-
(If you recall a color)

Grumpy W